Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 40 The Sword is a Demon
On the fifth day of the sword fighting competition, the top eight fought with swords.

"Zhang Chengfeng from the Daoist Hall."

"What's wrong?"

As a disciple of swordsman Lin Lie, He Guo wanted to say this in his heart, but he held back. His journey would never stop at the quarterfinals.

In this case, it would be more impressive to say this in the final.

"start."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chengfeng moved with the sword and attacked.

The method practiced in the Taoist Hall is the dual cultivation of sword and poison. The cultivators make a contract with the poisonous insects since childhood, use their own spirituality as an offering, obtain the magic power of the poisonous insects, and then practice sword wholeheartedly. The poisonous insects are vicious and the swordsmanship is sharp, so the combat power is amazing.

Although his foundation in Taoism was destroyed and there would be no way for him to make further progress unless he had a great opportunity, he could, in his twenties, possess magical swordsmanship that many people cannot achieve even after practicing for a lifetime, and he could live a happy and majestic life in this world.

With this technique and several precious poisonous insects passed down from generation to generation, the Daoguan is one of the top three sword halls in the entire Lingnan City that Never Sleeps.

The one who made the magical contract with Zhang Chengfeng was a white snake that had been practicing for hundreds of years. At this moment, the snake's body was coiled around Zhang Chengfeng's sword.

When the flying sword attacks the opponent, the white snake will suddenly pounce out and bite the opponent together with the sword light, making it doubly difficult to defend against. Moreover, this white snake has been cultivated by several generations of people in the Taoist Guild, and its scales are strong. It is difficult to be injured by magic or sword, and it is full of spirituality.

It is almost impossible to regard it as a weakness.

If this was the first time He Guo encountered such an opponent, he would definitely be at a loss for a moment.

But he was a native of the local area. He had wandered outside the Guiding Hall hundreds of times and had dreamed of entering the place. In addition, with his understanding of the previous sword fight, how could He Guo be completely unprepared for Zhang Chengfeng's double snake swords?

It's just a precaution. It's hard to understand the horror of many sword techniques unless you actually experience them yourself.

Hiss, hiss!
From He Guo's perspective, the white-scaled venomous snake hissed and whistled as the sword flashed. The two worked together and were ten times more difficult to stop.

Snakes have the ability to pull out weeds. Their ability to coil, bend, stretch, be hard, be soft, and be agile are all their abilities.

Zhang Chengfeng chose the tactics of Bai Feier from Jinhong Sword Hall, and he was confident that he could break through the defensive sword circle that Bai Feier could not break through.

Because the sword Gu and the snake sword are combined, his own sword technique is much more powerful than Jin Hongfeiyun's sword technique.

The battle situation at this time developed just as Zhang Chengfeng had expected. He attacked again and again, while the opponent stumbled and stumbled, barely controlling the sword light with great difficulty.

At the same time, Lu Cheng, who goes by the alias Lin Lie, is in Yuelai Inn, teaching swordsmanship to several apprentices who have handed in spirit stones.

Except for He Guo, the first one who came to study received two spirit stones, the second one received four, the third one received eight, and the fourth one received sixteen.

Because of this price increase method, only four apprentices came to Lucheng to study. Sixteen spirit stones were enough to study in the best sword hall in the City That Never Sleeps for two months.

"Master Lin, aren't you worried about Brother He?"

The young man in the blue silk robe was the fourth apprentice, but he seemed to have no interest in practicing swordsmanship. He came to Lu Cheng more to inquire about He Guo's situation indirectly.

"Just practice your sword well. Yu Liang, your problem is not about swordsmanship, but lack of hard work. You have good aptitude, and your understanding of swordsmanship at this level is correct, but if you don't practice hard, your hands, eyes, heart and courage will not be integrated, and the swordsmanship will not be able to reach you."

The first three apprentices, after paying the spirit stones, were all training very hard, but Yu Liang was the only one who didn't seem to care at all even after paying sixteen spirit stones.

"Hehe, to be honest with you, Master Lin. My body has long been hollowed out by alcohol and sex. How can I achieve anything on the path of Taoism with this empty body? I know it's impossible. I want to inherit my father's family business in this life. I have bet all my spirit stones on Xie Yan for so many years. Although I look down on that kid, he is really talented in swordsmanship. Since he was eight years old, he has mastered any swordsmanship he can learn!"

Xie Yan was one of the favorites in this sword-fighting competition. He was a direct descendant of the local immortal cultivation family, the Xie family. Although he did not practice Yin-piercing or raise poisonous insects, he had been known as a genius since he was a child. This year, he was sixteen years old, just like He Guo, and was one of the top eight.

Hearing this, Lu Cheng looked at Yu Liang, then smiled and said:
"Since you have no intention of learning swordsmanship, then don't waste your time here with me. Go and help me with something. Here are two thousand spirit stones. Help me put pressure on your Senior Brother He."

Although he was taking advantage of the situation to teach He Guo a lesson, in order to attract the attention of the Lin family, if He Guo was not a good material, what would happen if he died in three days? Even thirty days or three hundred days?
What is really scary is that He Guo persevered and endured for ten years, while I was only pushing him towards the evil path.

But, the sword is not a toy, it is a weapon in itself, it is... a magic!

In the sword fighting hall of the city that never sleeps, the quarter-finals are on the ring.

Zhang Chengfeng had used the combination of the snake and the sword to force He Guo to retreat, and it seemed that he would be attacked by the sword light or the white-scaled poisonous snake at any time.

Even the swordsman on the ring was ready to rescue He Guo at any time.

But right now.

From Zhang Chengfeng's perspective, He Guo's figure suddenly disappeared.

This only lasted for a very short moment, and the next moment the snake Gu had found its opponent in the blind spot of Zhang Chengfeng's vision, and it hissed to intimidate and alert its master.

"Some exquisite footwork to avoid sight, but I can only get a chance to use the sword. Block it, and I win."

Before he could finish this thought, Zhang Chengfeng turned around and saw a sword light like a meteor.

Meteor from the sky!

After more than ten years of hard training, his swordsmanship skills were quite good, and he drew his sword back in time to block the attack.

With snake poison and a second-grade mid-quality flying sword, we should be able to block this sword.

Clang.

Both sides missed each other.

When Zhang Chengfeng's mind slowly returned to him, the second-grade medium-grade flying sword in his hand had already broken, and was slashed on the spine of the sword by the opponent's sword blade. Even a first-grade low-grade flying sword could cut off a second-grade medium-grade flying sword. This was the difference in swordsmanship.

The white snake Gu that the Taoist Guild had painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of years had half of its body cut off, and at this moment half of the snake was still struggling.

"how come?"

"How could this be?"

"Zhang Chengfeng seemed to be stunned just now?"

"Fake fight?"

"You're using your cultivation to pretend to fight? He's a Gu Master, and the White Snake Gu is the gold mine of the Dao Gym. He won't fight even if you give him 5,000 spirit stones."

Under the backlash, Zhang Chengfeng spit out blood from his mouth. He was so confused that he wanted to pick up the white snake Gu.

"Do not move!"

Upon seeing this, the owner of the Wendao Gym jumped up and used a sword to cut off the twisting half of the snake body on the ring.

A snake poison like this one that is nearly dead will not recognize anyone and will bite anyone who gets close to it. Therefore, even though his heart was bleeding, the owner of the Wendao Hall still used the sword to completely crush the snake poison.

It also caused Zhang Chengfeng to spurt out blood and faint completely.

At Yuelai Inn, Lu Cheng looked at the three apprentices who were practicing sword skills diligently in front of him, and thought, "You are practicing both piercing the Yin and attracting ghosts, and practicing both Gu and sword skills. So, is it not too much for me to plant a strand of my own sword power in He Guo?"

Although this would hinder He Guo's future practice, if He Guo could defeat Lu Cheng's sword intent by himself, it would actually be a way to hone his swordsmanship. If not, it would make it difficult to improve his practice after reaching a certain level.

That is Lu Cheng’s current realm, the ninth level of Qi training.

However, this kind of suppression is much more advanced than the cultivation methods of piercing the Yin to attract ghosts and practicing dual cultivation of the Gu sword, which have no Taoist foundation at all, but it also has high requirements for the practitioners.

He Guo had been practicing righteous swordsmanship since he was young, and his youth was so bitter, difficult, tiring and desperate, that he was able to withstand the constant tempering of Lu Cheng's sword intent in three days. Finally, he obtained three-tenths of his sword intent from the sword of the meteor from the sky.

Just this three-point sword intent is enough to awe people.

Anyone who bears the brunt of this sword will experience a moment of unconsciousness. Ghosts have no physical body to protect them, and poisonous insects have even weaker minds, so they are all restrained by this sword. Just like the white snake poisonous insect in the Taoist temple, it lost its mind, and the scales on its body did not have time to close and become firm, so it was killed by the sword.

But Lu Cheng understood the logic behind this. The monks in the City That Never Sleeps had not seen the sword intent become powerful for dozens or even hundreds of years. How could they possibly imagine it at the moment?
"Master Lin!"

Just like yesterday, He Guo came to Yuelai Inn with a large bag of spirit stones, raised his hands, and knelt beside Lu Cheng again.

"Five hundred spirit stones are enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life, and you want me to save it for you?"

"Thank you for your help, Master Lin."

After learning sword skills, He Guo began to respect the Taoist in front of him as if he were a god.

As the opponents he faced became stronger and stronger, his admiration and awe for Lu Cheng deepened. If it weren't for Master Lin, he wouldn't even be able to make it into the top 100.

Because of He Guo, Lu Cheng accepted two more apprentices today, one of whom paid 32 spirit stones and the other 64 spirit stones. They were all in their twenties and thirties, and were cultivators with quite proficient swordsmanship, but they were still willing to offer spirit stones and let Lu Cheng teach them for three days.

In the process of instructing these people, Lu Cheng was also constantly observing their methods of interacting with their true qi. Every cultivator practiced a different fundamental method of Qi training, and the methods of interaction between their own mana and flying swords were also different. Even two cultivators who practiced the same Qi training method might have significant differences in their Qi circulation habits. These were all what Lu Cheng lacked.

He has thousands of sword techniques and sword moves in his mind, but to use these sword moves in this world of immortal cultivation, he needs to coordinate with the corresponding interactive methods, otherwise, they will be ineffective.

Therefore, Lu Cheng has benefited more during this period than these students.

After all, he had no way of teaching these apprentices all the sword moves he had mastered. He could only make up for their flaws and correct their sword techniques. However, Lu Cheng learned most of the apprentices' respective secrets of operating their magic power.

It turns out that many ways of operating magical powers can be done this way and it still works.

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The sixth day of the sword fighting competition is the day for the top four to fight with swords.

Scarlet Sun Sword Hall, Evil Edge Tower.

These two are already the top sword gyms in the City That Never Sleeps. Liu Tianshu and Lin Junhua, who are now among the top four, are both disciples of their sword gyms. It's okay for them to face Xie Yan from the Xie family, but they really can't afford to lose to He Guo.

If the Sword Fighting Contest was not a grand event held once every ten years in the City That Never Sleeps, the City Patrol would have been keeping an eye on this place long ago, and would have aimed at He Guo with both open and covert attacks.

"This move, 'Sky Meteor', is so simple, why can't we dodge or break it? Bai Fei'er and Zhang Chengfeng are both at the sixth level of Qi training, especially Zhang Chengfeng, who is practicing both sword and Gu, how could he be defeated so unclearly?"

Zhang Ling, the headmaster of the Red Sun Sword Hall, and Liu Rusong of the Evil Front Tower had been studying this sword technique for a day and a night. However, they still could not figure out the essence of this sword.

On this day, He Guo was heading to the main library with a long sword in hand.

In the past few days, he has been living at the door of Master Lin's room, and he has not even asked the innkeeper to change him to a better room.

What they eat every day is the steamed buns that have been bought long ago, and what they drink every day is the cold well water that they draw themselves.

He Guo also knew how difficult it was for a poor boy like him to step on the heads of those big sword halls and move up step by step, so he was very cautious and did not dare to make any mistakes.

If the left arm still can't exert strength, then tie it to your body. Anyway, I am used to using the sword with my right hand, and I don't know any spells that require two-handed hand gestures. Being poor since childhood is actually an advantage at this time.

On the way to the swordplay hall.

A passerby with a mustache suddenly appeared beside He Guo, and several men and women suddenly appeared from all directions, surrounding him.

"Don't be alarmed, my friend. I am Hu Wanquan, the manager of the Scarlet Sun Sword Hall."

"My friend was born in poverty, and has fought his way to the semi-finals through his own efforts. He has already achieved success. Why don't you take it easy today? After the success, a thousand spirit stones, a large house in East City, a beautiful wife, concubines, servants and slaves are all prepared for you. As long as you agree, not only will all of these be given to you, but you can also gain the friendship of the Chiyang Sword Hall, which can guarantee your safety for the rest of your life!"

When Hu Wanquan was saying this, two female monks in Taoist robes with curvy figure, firm breasts and round buttocks, one pure and innocent, the other hot and sexy, came to He Guo's left and right sides, with delicate skin and fragrant breath.

As long as He Guo is willing, he doesn't have to go to today's sword competition. He can directly take these two beautiful female cultivators to his mansion in East City and enjoy life.

Although the City That Never Sleeps has its own rules and the City Patrol Department kept a close eye on the sword-fighting competition, He Guo gave up on his own initiative and the City Patrol Department couldn't say anything. What's more, He Guo already had a sword wound on his body, so it was understandable for him to withdraw halfway.

"A beautiful wife and concubines, fine clothes and delicious food, these are indeed very tempting, but unfortunately, these are not what I want."

He Guo still held his sword tightly and kept moving forward.

"Then what do you want?"

Hu Wanquan frowned slightly, thinking that the other party was asking for an exorbitant amount of money.

"What I want is... to stand out!"

Clang.

He Guo held the sword horizontally, and the cold sword light spread out.

The two female Taoist monks were so frightened that they turned pale and retreated backwards.

"What are you doing?"

At this time, a group of monks dressed in the uniforms of the City Patrol arrived.

They were originally sent by their superiors to protect He Guo. They were civilian heroes that rarely appear in decades. If something happened to them on the way to the competition, it would be too embarrassing. The elders would not want to see such a thing happen.

However, this team of monks was bribed by Hu Wanquan and only left for a while. They also promised that they would only use bribes and never use threats or violence.

Therefore, this team of monks from the City Patrol arrived in such a timely manner to prevent a real conflict between the two sides.

On the sixth day of the sword fighting competition, He Guo faced off against Liu Tianshu from the Red Sun Sword Hall.

Liu Tianshu defended with all his might with his large blunt sword, hoping to decipher the mystery of He Guo's meteor from outer space and then counterattack.

However, it was of no use. As the sword light flashed like a meteor, Liu Tianshu of the Red Sun Sword Hall was defeated.

He Guo wanted to make Master Lin famous, so he never concealed his Meteor from the Sky. This sword move and He Guo's name gradually became famous throughout the City That Never Sleeps.

(End of this chapter)